When I was growing up my bedroom was my nest, my refuge, my safe spot. I was allowed to decorate it however and fill it with whatever I wanted. When I was young it was technically an actual Cabbage Patch. As I got older the editors of Teen Beat would have been proud. My walls were always decorated with the things that made me me, mostly plastered with photos of the people I still call my best friends (and many of THEIR kids are in this album). As a photographer, this is why I always ask if I can do portraits of kids in their rooms. I so wish someone had photographed me in my room feeling strong and proud and with full agency over my tiny life. This is why I do this. Enjoy and thank you so so so much for trusting me enough to do this. Without your permission I couldn’t do it. THANK YOU!